*STAR-BUCKS CAFE* The quaint café buzzed with the gentle hum of chats of the people, clattering cutlery, chaperoned by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee looming through the air. The pale ray of the morning sun jetted through the windows, radiating amiable rays onto the patrons dispersed across the comfortable space.In a confidential niche closer to the window, Lorenzo was sitting with his barren eyes looking at the passing pedestrians outside. Seated opposite him him was Lucinda who reluctantly joined him, her expression was mirroring a mixture of discomfort and resentment. She despised Lorenzo so much, and the fact that he, her rapist, was now mated to her own sister only stepped up her contempt for him.Lorenzo turned his head to Lucinda, intently breaking the uneasy silence. "Lucinda, I wanted to talk to you about what happened all those years ago," he said, his voice filled with a mix of tension and genuine curiosity.Lucinda's eyes narrowed, and she let out a bitter chuckle
*THE CITY–HOSPITAL* As soon as Tems called Lorenzo, and told him about Tinsely’s condition, he had to rush to the hospital and Lucinda said she’d follow him. Lorenzo did the driving, and when they arrived, they both hurriedly got down and burst through the hospital doors, their hearts racing with worry. Immediately they scampered into the brightly lit halls of the hospital, the curious gazes of nurses, doctors, and patients pursued their every move. The air was heavy with tension as if the very walls of the hospital were holding their breath, Lorenzo and Lucinda's instantaneous footsteps resounded throughout the corridor, a symphony of urgency and concern. Lorenzo's mind was filled with a flurry of thoughts, each more hysterical than the last. What could have happened? Why was Tinsley in the hospital? Immediately they neared the entrance to the ward, Lorenzo could see his brother, Tems, pacing the corridors."Tems!" Lorenzo called out, his voice sufficed with intensity and conce
Honey and Tems lay entangled in the soft embrace of the bed, their breaths mingling in the air. The room was dimly lit, radiating flickering shadows across their entangled bodies. After their passionate make-out session, Tems's voice cracked the silence, his voice filled with curiosity."Why are you here, Honey?" he asked, his voice deep and tinged with a hint of uncertainty. He was peering into her eyes, digging through for answers.Honey hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on a distant point at the wall. Hence, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for the truth she was about to share with him. "Well, I came here for revenge," she eventually revealed, her voice barely above a murmur.Tems's eyebrows furrowed, his surprise was very apparent. "Revenge? But if I may ask... on whom?" Tems raised a question, his voice laced with a mix of perplexity.Honey's eyes met his, blinking with a fire fueled by a painful memory. "Alpha David," she spoke, her voice quivering with a mix of
Just as Lucinda veered around and walked to the door and she opened it, her heart skipped tornados of beats when she came face to face with Xavier. “Xavier?” She gasped shockingly, her eyes widened in surprise and a tide of embarrassment flooded her. Lucinda instinctively struggled to compose herself as she was fighting to suppress the madness that threatened to consume her.“What... What are you doing here?" She was trying to steady her voice, and thinking back to how they had one night together, her cheeks flushed. On the other hand, Xavier's eyes enlarged in concern as he took in Lucinda's messy and disheveled appearance even the wild look in her eyes. He moved away from the door, trying to reach out to hold her, his voice mixed with worry. "Lucinda, are... are you alright? Y-you don't seem like yourself."Lucinda's body quivered uncontrollably, and a ripple of desperation overwhelmed her. "I... I need a cigarette, Xavier," she begged, her voice cracking with desperation. "Ple
*THE-CITY* Tinsley was sitting in the backseat of the taxi, and her eyes were fixed on the passing cars and the bustling city beyond. The familiar streets buzzed by in a blur as the taxi drove ahead. However, her mind was far from the sights and sounds around her. She couldn't shake the feeling of immense longing for Lorenzo. Yes, the decision she took had been difficult, but deep down, she knew it was the right thing to do.Just as the taxi pulled up the apartment building, Tinsely immediately snapped out of her trance. In a slow manner, she passed the driver some cash, then thanked him softly before stepping out of his taxi. Gathering her luggage, she bucked up her head at the familiar facade of the apartment. The sky cast a soft golden glimmer, but there was an unusual silence in the air.Tinsley was hesitating for a moment before stepping through the open door, she wondered how Lucinda and Rosalie would react when they sees her... However, the silence she met inside the hous
*THE PSYCHIATRIC-HOSPITAL* The premature morning sunlight percolated through the blinds, spreading out soft patterns on the walls of the hospital room. Tinsley was sitting right beside Lucinda's side, with her eyes red and puffy from sleepless nights and worry. Lucinda is still admitted to the psychiatric hospital, and Tinsley couldn't shake off the unease feeling that reflected heavily in her heart.Momentraily, Tinsley gazed at Lucinda, who was once vibrant and animated, now lying still and withdrawn, she couldn't help but wonder how everything had came to this. Lucinda's deterioration in mental health had been gradual. But strangely, yet lately, it had taken a very sharp turn for the worse. Tinsley's mind was barraged with questions, digging through for answers that seemed elusive.In the midst of her contemplation, Tinsley somewhat heard footsteps approaching, and she snapped her head dejectedly to the door, only to find Rosalie and Xavier coming into the room. “Tinsely, how
*DEVOTED DESIGNS-COMPANY* Tinsley had gone home after leaving the hospital, she took her bath and changed into something casual yet professional. Right now, she is sitting in the back of the taxi, her mind whirling with a mix of anticipation and anxiety as she thought about her impending encounter with Lorenzo. How would she face him in the company? Unconsciously, her hand wandered to the mark on the nape of her neck, tracing its shape as the memories of that fateful night stuck in her mind. He had looked at her with immense adoration and with their bodies linked. His mark on her neck was an endless reminder of the intense passion and connection they had shared that fateful night —it was vivid and overwhelming. However, now, circumstances had forced them apart, and she wasn't certain how to navigate the new dynamic between them.Just as the taxi made its way through the bustling streets, Tinsley stared out of the window, she was watching how the cars pass by in a blur. All of
It was raining heavily in the city, and its drizzle was cascading down in torrents, hitting the car window as Lorenzo drove Tinsely home. The atmosphere inside the car was solemn with unspoken emotions, the silence prolonging between them like an imperceptible wall. Tinsley was busily staring out at the passing cars on the highway, her mind lost in a perturbation of thoughts and fears.A few sometimes she would share a glance with Lorenzo, and end up looking away until they both arrived at the building of the apartment. “You have to come in,” Tinsely says, giving no space for a response as she stepped out. Lorenzo sighed deeply, stepping out too and they hurriedly walked together, seeking shelter from the relentless rain as they head to the door. A few droplets of rain clung to their clothes, and it dampened them slightly, as they recklessly made their way inside. Lorenzo exhaled as he brushed his hair with his fingers, making him look detectable when Tinsely glanced at him and